1. Baby-Sitter Gets Deflowered


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 37, Source: LushStories

    My wife and I hired the neighbor’s seventeen year old daughter to baby sit our son. Cathy was a cute girl and although I secretly admired her high school cheerleader-like body, I knew better than to even look in her direction. It was around eleven when we got home and the lights were off in the living room. The glow of the television was the only thing lighting the room. Betty, my wife, was a bit on the tipsy side as we stumbled in, so she headed straight for the bedroom. I stepped over the couch and in the glow of the television light, I nudged Cathy with my hand, patting her shoulder. It was then that I noticed her hand was positioned inside of her shorts, which were unfastened and unzipped. Cathy turned from laying on her side to laying on her back, her eyes still closed and her hand still buried deep inside of her shorts. I watched as she moved her arm back and forth, her hand buried inside of her unzipped shorts. The sight of her pleasuring herself made me horny. I leaned down and whispered her name. “Cathy.” She moaned softly and then I watched as her eyes fluttered opened. Suddenly, she knew she had been caught in an unflattering position. She quickly withdrew her hand from her shorts. “Oh my God, I’m sorry,” Cathy exclaimed, propping herself up on her elbows. “I feel asleep,” Cathy added. “No big deal,” I replied. “What time is it?” she asked. I told her it was just a few minutes after eleven. Cathy swung her legs around and sat up on the couch. She discreetly zipped ...
    up the open fly of her shorts without saying anything. “Do you want me to walk you home?” I asked. Cathy rubbed her eyes and looked around, like she was trying to get her bearings. “No,” she replied, looking around, “I think I am fine.” Cathy stood up, as I flipped on an end-table light. The top button of her shorts was still unfastened and she made no attempt to fasten it. She put her arms straight out to her sides, and then over her head, to stretch, her tight fitting t-shirt giving me a quick shot of her flat abs. “You can stay the night,” I remarked. “I’ll get you a blanket.” “Are you sure?” Cathy asked. “I don’t want to be an inconvenience.” I assured her there was no inconvenience and I asked if she thought her mom and dad would mind. “They trust me,” Cathy responded. “Sometimes, they leave me at home alone for days at a time while they go off on trips.” Cathy sat back down on the couch. I sauntered off to the hall closet and grabbed a blanket and some pillows for her. When I returned, I immediately noticed Cathy had jettisoned her shorts and she was clad only in her pink undies and t-shirt, her feet propped up on the coffee table. “I was going to say ‘get comfortable’,” I remarked as I placed a blanket and two pillows on the couch, “but . . ." Cathy smiled. “Maybe you should get comfortable as well,” Cathy remarked. I had two wine coolers in me and a mixed drink. I was horny. But I knew better than to try and mix it up with a seventeen year old. “Sorry Cat,” I replied, ...
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